She walked like there was music playing, which only she could hear.
An outsider might see her and describe the rhythmic strut as hypnotic, freeing, brazen, bold, entrancing, enhancing, romancing, worth a second-third-glancing, leading, feeding, relieving, waving, saving, rejuvenating, hopping, stopping, jaw-dropping, hip pops left twice before bobbing right, step patter patter ball change up over over over onward march! ...
Or maybe they wouldn't take notice. What do I know - I've only been starring for what feels like an eternity desperate to know what that the song might be ...
The music you live to.
What does that sound like?
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